Your House
This undetectable morning,
the air is dark and heavy as mud
i lie dirty indoors,
your house creaking
on top of me
as I lay then
as it was, then
I had to dream, to storm, to rest
before I rose
to never sleep again.
This undetectable morning,
the air is dark and heavy as mud
i lie dirty indoors,
your house creaking
on top of me
as I lay then
as it was, then
I had to dream, to storm, to rest
before I rose
to never sleep again.
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